She Had Them Rolling In The Aisles

Give them what they want. ~Winston Churchill

Not long ago, I shared a quite literate story by a four-year-old author. He's written several things since, but after sharing that last one in front of the whole group he has subsequently declined, usually saying, "It's not finished yet." This is, of course, a valid choice for any writer. He loves the creative process, one where he sits in one-to-one intimacy with the adult taking dictation; the public performance isn't his thing right now. Maybe some day he'll be finished, but maybe not.

We have other authors in our class, however, who are very much interested in having their stories presented in front of the entire group. And then there are some who are mastering the art of writing for their audience, giving them what they want.

The following story is really a creative collaboration between a daughter and her mother, both of whom were aware from the beginning that this story was always going to be destined to be read aloud to room full of four and five year olds:

"Once upon a time there was a

big monster who pooped

everywhere. And he was

called POOP MONSTER!

But he just kept on

pooping. Poop, poop, poop

Poop, poop, poop, poop

Poop, poop, poop, poop.

Poop.

Poop.

Poop.

"This is a big, big poop from that

blue monster! And then it just kept on pooping!

Poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop . . .

"This is a really big, big buh-buh big poop!"

I had the honor of reading this masterpiece of its kind to the class. She had them rolling in the aisles, every last one of them.

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